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June 4, 2004

Born in the USA...

Twenty Years ago today, rocker Bruce Springsteen released Born in the USA, a hard-driving passionate working-class anthem, which lately has been co-opted by the red-necked conservative class as "rousing theme song for this great country."

Of course this works for them because most are incapable of remembering more lyrics than the repetitive song-title refrain. Because it's so hilarious when they use this song to show all that is great about this country, on this it's anniversary we invite you to read the lyrics closely.  Then you too can rock... with laughter the next time some dumb redneck or compassionate conservative belts this one out over a beer.

Born down in a dead man's town
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog that's been beat too much
Till you spend half your life just covering up

Born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.

Got in a little hometown jam
So they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
To go and kill the yellow man

Born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.

Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man says "Son if it was up to me"
Went down to see my V.A. man
He said "Son, don't you understand"

I had a brother at Khe Sahn fighting off the Viet Cong
They're still there, he's all gone

He had a woman he loved in Saigon
I got a picture of him in her arms now

Down in the shadow of the penitentiary
Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years burning down the road
Nowhere to run ain't got nowhere to go

Born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
I'm a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
I'm a cool rocking Daddy in the U.S.A.

  We have this sneaking suspicion all our honored troops whose stay overseas has just been extended by our inept regime, many of whom will lose their homes to the bank, their wives or girlfriends to others, to say nothing of personal injury and mental trauma of this Bush whimsey, will find new meaning in this song...  

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